Today, in addition to making three dozen cupcakes and a loaf of banana bread, I am going to try my hand at Irish Soda Bread, in the festive spirit of the day. I am also making kale chips and roasted asparagus, which count as festively Irish because of the green colour. I am in general […]
Love Sandwich
I was so excited to open up this month’s O Magazine, and not just because it contained Adam Glassman’s spring fashion look book – which turned out to be a disappointment, anyway. Sorry, Adam, a silky pajama top is NOT work appropriate even when paired with a pencil skirt; and let’s not even get started […]
The Anti-Clean Plate Club
This morning the world is white and grey, snow falling and the colour of the sky perfectly matching that of the ground. Jake has the sniffles, my husband had a cortisone shot in his shoulder on Friday and hence has been rendered the one-armed man (wasn’t there a show about that?), I am running the book […]
Give your mother a kiss or I’ll kick your teeth in.
Happy Robbie Burns Day! I was telling the boys about Robbie Burns Day today, explaining the celebratory nature – in a modified way – and about their Scottish ancestry. Jake was getting more and more agitated and more and more defiant about it, when he burst out “We are not in Scotland, Mom! We are […]
Post-Christmas Cleaning Binge
Did you have a good Christmas? I’m relieved to tell you that Mark recovered enough to enjoy Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, although he was somewhat exhausted by yesterday evening – but then, shouldn’t we all be exhausted by then? My mother mentioned yesterday that Mark is always sick at Christmas, which seemed incorrect to […]
Don’t throw me down, Clark! Is your house on fire, Clark? Oh. That was fun. I love riding in cars.
It is ONE WEEK until Christmas and the mood around here is a mix of mellow and excited. Yesterday was our open house and – although the basement looked like a Lego bomb went off and also like twenty-five children dropped crackers on the carpet and then stepped on them vigourously, which is probably exactly […]
PSA: Don’t be a dick.
Do you remember back in the day when you were trying to get pregnant, and it wasn’t happening very quickly, and everyone you knew was getting pregnant, and you were sad and frustrated and felt like stabbing every single person who asked “So when are you going to have a baby?” or who carefully examined […]